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I’ve had this conversation many a times with friends. I thought I was alone in having a fear of being alone. Turns out, many of us have this fear. It doesn’t mean we like being around large groups of humans either. It only means we can’t be by ourselves, or don’t know how to be by ourselves, at home or outside.

Here I am again, after letting the bad days stack up. After letting my demons toss around in my head, messing me up a little more than usual. I’ve come to notice a few things, but above all, the one instinct that kicks in every time things. The one which tells me to drop everything,…

It vexes me and it messes with my head, how people these days don’t bother to get to know one another anymore and how people are so quick to summarize others based on hearsay, social media or even a glance or two. People see what they want to see and they miss out on everything…

10 years ago, someone asked me why I don’t swing my arms when I walk. I’ve been swinging my arms since, ‘naturally’. Not a single day has gone by, or goes by, where it isn’t a conscious effort on my part. Yesterday, a 9 year old asked me why people have to swing their arms…

Days like these are the worst. Tangled within the vines of social norms and everything that defines what is common logic. Where do you go for solace and comfort when the rest of the world sees the world in a different shade of grey? Where can you run to, away from the people who reject…

I get up in the morning and the thoughts that come after I deal with my basic needs (hunger, thirst, bladder) is that I have to see them again. The people that never stop judging. The whisperers and the ones that hold their stares long enough to make me uncomfortable – it doesn’t take long.…

My term break ends today and school resumes tomorrow. It is no surprise that I am not excited, but the reasons are not the common ones that pollute the lifeinvader facebook pages of my peers. Till date, I am still afraid of people and it is also no surprise that I am still constantly misunderstood…